I can feel a headcold coming on. I hate this stage, when you can feel sickness coming on but there is nothing you can do about it. I swear this happens before the holidays every year. Argh. It could be worse, I suppose.
I haven’t done much writing the past week or so. I’m still recovering from NaNoWriMo. I’d like to finish up the first draft of that story, though, so I can take advantage of the free printed manuscript from http://www.createspace.com for NaNoWriMo winners. It will be nice to have a printed copy of my story, flaws and all.
It’s been cold here lately. Sixteen degrees Fahrenheit yesterday morning when I left for work. Today it was thirty degrees and if felt like spring. That’s not right!
For one of my wife’s big gifts this year, I’m making something. I think it’s gonna be pretty cool and I’ll share it with you after Christmas (just in case she reads this). It feels good to have a thoughtful gift for her this year.
We have been attempting potty training for the daughter. Sunday she went all day without any incidents. Yesterday was the exact opposite. At least it feels possible now.
Still haven’t heard about the results of the writing contest. Hope is lost. Oh well.